You're in your own world, with withering flowers in your heart
Thinking that someday someone's going to water them
and you'd be genuinely happy
Will someone really?
You experience the same heartbreak over and over again,
your heart's been shattered into million pieces
looking for someone to fix it
until the time you get so fed up and get used to it
like you've completely given up,
given up on yourself and the rest of the world